A/N: Hey hey🤭 I have returned once again even tho I'm super late I have started a new job, but I will continue to do my best. In fact, I get quite a bit of writing done while working😁 its just I have only gotten around to separating it into chapters and editing now😅, but it means you will have about 4 chapters to read 😁 I hope you all have had a blessed Easter period and remembered the reason we celebrate, the amazing grace we have recieved🥰we have hope and life in abundance🤍 stay safe and blessed!
Oh right, in the story, I have decided to change Marc's surname to Aubert, as in the history teacher that the female teachers were talking about so he will be Marc's grandfather. We shall keep Anciel as a second name. That's all to report, I hope you enjoy❤ -Kori Kaen❄
*The next day at school before classes begin*
Third Person POV
"Oh, you live at the bakery. That must be pretty cool," Luka said, "It is, but at the same time I need to maintain some discipline to keep my stamina and energy levels up. So, I plan to go for a run every afternoon," she explained. "That's a good way to keep fit, I usually ride my bike. Maybe we could run together every afternoon, at least that way you have company," he suggested, she tried to hide her smile.
"Aww, and here I thought it would be just me and my music," she said with a sigh, "If you would much rather go alone, be my guest, but it can be dangerous to go alone," he stated. "Danger, I laugh in the face of danger," she said in English, he looked at her with a tilt of his head, "Kawaii," she blurted out before covering her mouth.
"What does that mean? Well either of those," he asked, "Danger, I laugh in the face of danger. As for the Japanese, you don't need to know," she answered. "Oh, that line," he laughed, "But why dont you want to tell me the Japanese translation?" he asked, but a deep flat voice responded. "It would be a bit embarrassing to her, pardon me for intruding. I just wanted to introduce myself to you Rairakku," a boy with bright green eyes said as he stood in front of the friends.
His black hair reached his mid-back and was loosely tied, making the single silver sword drop earring visible. Around his neck was a black leather necklace with a detailed silver cross sword pendant and on his wrist was a black layered leather bracelet. His slightly muscular frame was clad in a fitted blue button-up shirt with a white monogram on the pocket and white edgings, he rolled up the sleeves to his elbow. It was paired with his straight black ripped jeans and pristine white sneakers.
"That was a bit of a rude approach Marlier," a boy with a lean build said as he came to his friend. The voice and mannerism of this boy were a contrast to his friend. A voice that sounds like a mixture of fruity and silvery, while his personality seemed light and airy. He was the class nerd because of his sharp intellect and classic aviator glasses with blue lenses, Rairakku thought he looked really cool.
His short thick dark brown hair was slightly messy, but it suited him well and his red eyes, which were usually hidden behind his glasses were now in full view with said glasses on his head. He had on black combat boots, grey skinny jeans, a red and black flannel shirt around his waist, a fitted grey t-shirt and a black leather jacket.
"I'm Anthony Bartholomew Bellamy, you can call me AB if its too long or Tony, and this is Martel-Chevalier Aubert, you can call him Marlier," he introduced and stretched out his hand, Rairakku shook it. "Oi, I've already made my peace with you combining my respectable name but now you want them too as well!" Martel shouted at Anthony before Rairakku could say anything.
"Come on Marlier, your name is so long for just a first name," Anthony pouted as he let go of her hand and faced his friend. "Then just use Martel or Chevalier," he stated with a huff. "But combining it is fun," Anthony said and Martel frustratedly threw his hands up in defeat.
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